D A Bm A

[Verse]
G/B         A             D        G
 The man in 119 takes his tea all alone.
D         G            D           G  
 Mornings we all rise, to wireless Verdi cries.
D            G                 A
 I'm hearing opera through the door.

G/B           A   
 The souls of men and women, 
D            G
 impassioned all.
D             G 
 Their voices climb and fall;
D       G 
 battle trumpets call.
D           G                A
 I fill the bath and climb inside, 
singing

[Chorus]
D      G/B      A
 la la la la la la 
D      G/B      A
 la la la la la la


[Verse]
G/B          A             
 He will not touch their pastry 
    D                        G
but every day they bring him more.
D              G 
 Gold from the breakfast tray, 
D             G 
 I steal them all away 
D            G               A
 and then go eat them on the shore.

[Chorus]
D      G/B      A
 la la la la la la 
D      G/B      A  A G
 la la la la la la
F      G        A
 la la la la la la-la-la-la-la

[Verse]
G/B       A             D            G
 I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand
D          G 
 sing of a lover’s fate 
D          G 
 sealed by jealous hate and
D                   G    
wash my hand in the sea.
D         G
With just three days more I’d have
D          G           A          
just about learned the entire score 
   A
to Aida.

G      A            D           G
 Ho-oh-olidays must end, as you know.  
D       G
 All is memory, 
D      G
 taken home with me: 
    D          G
the opera, the stolen tea, 
    D                 G
the sand drawing, the virgin sea, all 
A
years ago.

[Chorus]
D      G/B      A
 la la la la la la 
D      G/B      A
 la la la la la la

[Outro]
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